"Kill me and civilization will live."
"But if you die, what will my civilization be?"
Eclipse year, corpse level seven.
Bronze bones, silver marrow, golden pupils, jade bones, crying souls, natural disasters... Until the seventh level "No Form"——
Human form, divine energy, mind like an abyss.
She was sitting on the corpse tide throne, but it was the moonlight that Lu Ran dared not touch in his heart.
Humanity retreated to the last city and went through eight degrees of bloodbath.
Lu Ran holds the "Seed of Light", the last torch of civilization.
His purification can burn everything, at the cost of his own life.
He is ready to burn the last drop of his blood for these tens of millions of people.
But he was never prepared to shine his light on the person who gave him the blue rose.
The ninth final siege, the truth emerged with the blood moon:
It turns out that the virus has a source and its evolution is on track.
It turns out that she worked step by step, feeding hope to mankind for nine years, just to push him to the altar.
It turns out that destruction and salvation have always been the same coin in her palm.
"What you want to protect is exactly what I want to destroy."
"The one you want to kill is the only one who loves you."
When the city wall collapsed, she bloomed like an icy blue rose in his arms.
His light penetrated her heart.
Her smile washed away the rest of his life.
——This is the deepest conspiracy of the doomsday:
She sacrificed herself to teach him to become the Godslayer.
But they forgot to ask how the God-killers should survive after the gods died.
